Chapter One英语写作.ppt

How could he possibly know I had a wrong number? At that time I worked for the New York City Police Department. A cop is trained to be curious and concerned, so I dialed a third time. “Hey, come on,” the man said, “is this you again?” “Yeah, its me,(?)” I answered, “I was wondering how you knew I had the wrong number before I even said anything.” “You figure it out!” the phone slammed down. I sat there for a short time, the receiver hanging loosely in my fingers. I called the man back. “So you have figured it out?” he asked.